Kevin Sellers: Two hot moms

The thought was too awful to bear. Instead of answering, Melanie turned and fled home.

It was with a sharp, knowing and very pleased gaze that Donna watched her go.

"Oh God," Donna groaned, sinking down on the bed and reaching instantly for her wet, sopping cunt. "Oh my God, it feels so sweet! Yes, yesss!"

She arched, shoving three fingers up the slick slurping sheath of her soaked pussy and sliding them in and out with furious pumping stabs.

Melanie had just gone home. Still hot and flowing with a mixture of cunt juices and saliva from the blonde's eager tonguing, Donna immediately went inside and flopped down on her big double bed to pick up where they'd left off. Her bikini pieces lay where she'd flung them, and a moan of sheer hunger tore free as she squirmed with her legs spread wide, finger-fucking herself to fresh orgasm with a series of wrenches that jammed her fingers deeper than ever.

"Baby fuck me, fuck me, yes! Come, oh my sweet God come! Uuunnnhhh!"

She wailed, immediately soaring to climax in a delicious frenzy as her handmade cock pumped in and out like the real thing. It was as if her unexpected session with Melanie had untapped a reservoir of pure pent-up sensation, releasing a flood of hunger that just couldn't be turned off. Her slender, lithe body writhed on the bed in the mid-day sunshine, her small, compact tits jouncing and her fiery pussy spasming up onto her hand as she reeled in fresh oblivion.

"Ahhhh – gggaaahhh!"

For what seemed an endless eruption Donna soared upward, coming hard and fast on her jabbing make – shift cock.

But all good things come to an end eventually. At last, with a gasping groan of sheer luxurious release, she slumped back.

It was as she lay there, still twinging in blissful fervor, that she heard the front door bang and Josh's feet pounding up the stairs.

"Hey Mom, I'm home! You here?"

Unexpectedly he rapped on her bedroom door, and she gave a startled little jump of guilty reaction.

"Mom? I'm back!"

"Yeah – yes dear, so I hear." Caught with her fingers shoved deep into her heated cunt, she tried to make her voice sound normal. "Did… did you have a nice time swimming?"

On the other side of the door she could practically see the infectious natural grin plastered over Josh's masculine face as he answered. "Sure, it was swell! Dave showed me how to jackknife, and tomorrow we're gonna practice some more. Well, I'm gonna grab a sandwich for lunch. Man, am I hungry after a swim!"

His footsteps ran off then.

Donna smiled hazily to herself, still leisurely gliding her fingers over her cunt to capture the last little twangs of satisfaction. Ever since his father's heart attack five years ago he'd considered himself the man of the house.

A sudden wicked notion made her smile widen with impish delight. What if he'd flung the bedroom door open just now, the way he usually did with the thoughtless unconcern of a naive teenaged son greeting his mother? What would her little man have done if he'd come bounding heedlessly into the bedroom and found his mom sprawled out nude with her legs flung wide and fingers stroking her drenched bloated pussy?

A little disturbed by that unmotherly thought, Donna tried to push it away. Melanie was right. She certainly was getting awful these days!

But the thought didn't fade away entirely, and neither did the tingling itch that still lingered in her cunt. With a sigh she rose, and in impulse slipped into her light summer nightie rather than getting dressed. Then, not quite sure of her own intentions, she headed for the bathroom.

The door was closed when she got there, and Donna felt an instinctive jolt surge through her pussy when she saw Josh's wet swim trunks hanging on the knobs.

"Honey, are you almost finished? Hurry up dear, I want to get my bath."

"Okay," his voice came back muffled through the door. "I'm almost done. I'll be out in a minute."

But Donna didn't wait. In a sudden motion that surprised even her she abruptly twisted the knob and swept into the bathroom.

"Sorry to interrupt, darling, but I couldn't wai – well!" She froze, staring.

"Hey!" Taken by surprise, Josh stood at the wash basin with the razor poised in his hand. As she'd expected he was absolutely nude, and Donna's gaze flickered down over her son's tanned, muscular body to settle on his limp cock.

It nestled against his hefty dangling balls, sprouting from a rich thick bush of dark fur and lolling preciously against his ballsack as he jerked to face her in astonishment, his ears going beet-red.

It was a moment neither of them had anticipated. Suddenly her cunt gushed with fresh juicy excitement, and Donna's mouth opened in a wordless hiss of breath as she took in his lovely bare prick, unable to tear her eyes away.

"Mom!"

Josh's voice came out in a shocked gasp at his mother's sudden appearance. Then, realizing that he didn't have a stitch on, he blushed even more deeply.

"Sorry to barge in, honey, but you don't mind if I get an early start, do you? I'm simply dying for a nice refreshing bath!" Not waiting for his reply, Donna went on in as normally as if she saw her son nude every day, carefully pretending not to feast on the sight of that beautiful cock.

"Uh, well…" his voice was throaty, and he coughed. "I guess not. I mean, if I finish my shave…"

"Oh, I don't mind. You just go right ahead, while I start my bath."

With that pretense of disinterest she turned away and reached down to turn the tub's taps on full blast.

Bending forward, Donna felt her nightie glide crisply across the smooth flesh of her under thighs. She heard Josh's shocked gasp behind her and leaned a bit extra.

The sheer material dithered over the firm thrust of her ass, momentarily exposing its tight creased cleavage to his gaze.

Josh swallowed hard, making an audible gulp. From where he stood he could see his mom's whole ass crack, its tight crevice tautly clenched as she bent, her dimpled asscheeks jutting toward him as if with an open invitation to stare. He could even see a tuft of fiery red cunt hair between her thighs.

He'd never seen his mom this way before, hadn't even thought of her as a woman like the women he'd seen in pictures. His reaction was unexpected and normal. His cock gave a little tug and he tried to force his eyes away from that unbelievable sight.

"Now darling, don't use up all the hot water. At least save a little for me!"

Well aware of his stare and taking full advantage of it, Donna bent even further forward to test the water that gushed into the tub. The motion perfectly displayed every inch of her cunt gash to him, and for the first time Josh found himself gazing straight at a real, honest-to-gosh pussy!

It was all pink and moist and puffy, trimmed in a rich red halo of pussy fur that dwindled to a slight fuzz at the puckered ring of her asshole. Her hairy cuntlips poached out, and he could even see the drooling velvet lining of her snatch peeking open like a small hungry mouth.

Even though it was his mother's cunt he was seeing, it made a pleasant ache shoot up from his balls. His bare cock twitched with life, and began to swell.

"There, that's just right." She held that pose just a moment longer to extract its full effect, then straightened to confront her son. "Now, if you're through I'll just – Josh, are you all right? You look so flushed, is something wrong, honey?"

Josh could feel his face burning and tried to hide it with a grin. "Naw, it's… it's just being out in the sun and all. I guess I got a little burned. Well, I'm finished now. You can have the bathroom, Mom."

He started to leave, but Donna's voice caught him. "Are you sure you're all right? Here, let me see if you have a temperature."